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A Saint I Ain't

A scoundrel at large.
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Taking The Time To Truly See

It was another gorgeous day today, and I celebrated it as I usually do- by taking the dog, and my almost one-year-old daughter, hiking in the mountains.

10 years on. A poem

I broke his heart (way back when) He's healed mine
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Lady in Red

A family gathering – Mother’s ninety-fifth. The spirit stronger than the flesh ...

Becalmed

This morning all my thoughts are gone. Gone to wherever thoughts go when they are lost in their own seas. No longer tossed by vindictive waves that churn and boil in useless fury.
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Monday Sonnet: The Trial of the Mind

I do believe that I’m the only man Who’s sane upon this globe, and since we find It’s fact you’d have to have gone mad (or blind) Not to be mad in love with you, madam,
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Awaking

This was published in Bluechromes Anthology The Review Of Contempory Poets in which Andrew Motion had a poem.
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A House on the Edge of Town

Suspended for smoking at school, Brian and his friend Ali plan revenge on the teacher who caught him.
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Funky Town

Costa del Sol...
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Jack the Butcher

Jack the butcher was a popular figure in the village of Ballybracken – not with Father Ned though. They rarely saw eye to eye.

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